The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-01-28
Stories of Labor Leaders.

From the New York Sun.
General Master Workman Powderly
is not at all the ideal man OF power.
He is a bundle of nerves and they
stick out all over him. He is impul.
sive and it doesn't take much to make
him fly into a passion. He wouldn't
kill a fly, willingly, yet sometimes in
fits OF evaporation he dances about
and talks like the blood-thirstiest OF
men. And it amuses his associates
to hear him, for they know that he is
8s timid as q woman about firearms,
and wouldn't know how to fire a pis-
toll If he had one. So one day when
something had gone wrong he jumped
up and skipped about the room,
shouting: III wish / had q pistol. /
would shoot the son of q gun" To
which the stolid Bailey replied: "You
wouldn't know whether a pistol was
loaded from the handle or The muzzle.
Terry" "Well, I'd like to blow him
up all the same" Terry replied. 'That
you are perfectly capable OF doing"
said Bailey, with your tongue"
Half an hour later Terry had blown
his man up, and the Knight didn't
seem to show it, for he was smiling
and SHIPPING with Poverty as pleasant
as a clerk to a pretty customer.
Powderly despises whiskey froml
principle, but he abhors tobacco from
constitutional reasons. When the
Executive Committee meets to talk
with him the members r very care
full to take their guilds from their
mouths. The Master Workman's
nostrils are as acute as q tobacco
hating wife's. Hayes uses no tobacco;
but Bailey and Turner quit smoking
when they saw how distasteful it was
to Powderly. Barry, however, who
has a good deal of obstinacy in his ma
ture, simply compromised by leaving
his cigar behind him when he met
with Powderly. One day, however,
he took an unlighted cigar into the
room. Powderly was particularly
nervous that day, and. though up to
his ears in exciting business, began
pretty soon to puff and frown and be-
tray annoyonce. aha, 1T is you he
shrieked at last, getting up and dane
ing about the room. "But / amt
smoking it, Terry" said Barry. ~
don't care; I'd just as soon see q man
with q junk ofbrimstone in his mouth
as one of those Internal things" Bar
ry laughed and put the cigar away
out of the room.
Hayes hates tobacco as badly as
Powderly. Hayes owes his promi-
hence In the body to his grit. Some
~ a00 he coll nH a cor an u,bsoh he
was serving as brakeman. near Rah.
way. The a passed over his right
arm. Hayes picked up the arm with
his left and coolly walked TO the Rah-
way station, where he tainted from
| loss OF blood. When he came to there
| were q lot of people standing about
him proposing all things, doing moth
ing, and Hayes said it made him mad.
So he shouted, "Why in, something
or other, don't you tie O. cord about
the stump? Don't you see / am bleed
ing to death?" They took him to
his home in New Brunswick; he lay
down and held out the stump for the
| surgeons knife, and five days after
| got up and went to q barber to get
shaved. In a month he was busy
learning telegraphing with his left
hand. He also learned to write a
clear, distinct hand With his left.
'That was grit" said Bailey, oneday
while telling the story in Hayes pres
ence. Nonsense, it vas nothing but
| common sense. What would you
have me do? Lie down and die?''
Hayes answered.
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